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Childhood Memories

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I am real and I'm genuine also young and intelligent You can feel it through the rhetoric penmanship is on elegant Me you'll never be better then yeah I'm getting ahead of them Ketamine for competitors boy so sick he need medicine Put that shit on my letterman why am I still so irrelevant I got light like I'm Edison only moving for betterment But these niggas so bitter man Keep the record spinning like this shits a mufucking ceiling fan Up in the middle of August You ask me why I do all this Huh I do this shit for the fans and the plans to make it up on the cams Stare at million Through the stands Just so I can rap and do a dance Well I can't really dance though but You know a nigga got a handle on it Dribbling words like I got Kyrie Irving handles on it Put niggas in line like we was a tangent Going tandem on it Man I swear I'm the best in the game like it was a bible and my hand was on it Help make it bright like I'm Panasonic Show em my style right now like wow Coming back with another one When he speak it's like thunder and everyone here is under him Belly button disgusting cuz all the lint just stay up in it That's a joke if you fuck with it But can I tell you something This is my Yu gi oh summoning I can't explain the suffering I made an oath to the game That I'd slay any beat that comes in my way Like a nun does when she prays to god up in covenant Or like peoples tax money when it's goes to the Government Why is my life still b b b b buffering Double stuffin these Bubble butts with bubble guts While I'm playing some double dutch I'm poppin the break and the clutch with a touch You can't fuck with me and my team So in translation That means you can't fuck with us I be crushin it so hard the seems of my jeans get undone Unbutton my jeans and I'm crushin the scene Take off my boxers too Cuz I'm fuckin the beat I'm talkin obscene I'm Bert in the bath cuz I need a rubber ducky with me Rap is like my one two threes do it so effortlessly Easy as abc reading your mind like telepathy Now I know what you need You can find me and get geeked with the rest of the cast up on Sesame Street But watch it through my childhood memories And fuck Joe I miss Steve I miss Steve I miss Steve A treasure hunt Are you ready for the big treasure hunt

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